Nightmare on Saguaro St.

Went to see two houses this morning. It was like a contest for the smallest back yard. One was like a wide hallway, and there was a neighbor's huge tree hanging over it. I guess at least most of it was shaded. The other backyard had a little more room, so I could just barely turn around with my arms stretched out. Neither house had bathroom fans. What kind of people can live without ventilation? Oh the bad carpets and the acoustic ceiling! The horror, the horror! Oh the pink tile and the peeling laminate counters. Oh the ratty brown carpets and the outdated unsightly cabinets. I am about ready to give up.